Chicago — A Hit by Varèse

[Verse 1: Robert Lamm] Please won't you sing me A thing that will bring me right into the sky If you would play it Just lay it down, say it will help me get by [Verse 2: Robert Lamm] Something to move me Remove me and groove me, you want to know why? I'm so tired of oldies And moldies and goldies that I want to cry [Instrumental] [Verse 3: Robert Lamm] Can you play free? Or in three or agree to attempt something new The people need you A seed that will lead to a hit by Varèse, Varèse